Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1887-02-11
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placing his pack of goods in the hall.
Helen sat by the kitchen stove hold
ing her shivering brother on her lap,
There was struggle going on in her
breast. Ought she to stay at the house
of Mrs. Arnold? Her pride revolted at,
the idea, for she knew she would be
subjected to every humiliation. The
proud Halle despiSed her as she did
the worm that crawled beneath her
feet But then. where else would she
get employment by which to sustain
herself and brothers This feeble little
fellow could not so far, and he was not
capable of enduring any hardships,
Already he had dry, hard cough, and
his cheeks burned with an unnatural
heat. Still he shivered, until his clothes
were dried through. Then Maggie, y
cross servant girl, gave him some sup
per and showed Helen miserable room
over the kitchen with miserable bed
in it.
She went to bed supperleSs. for she
was almost overcome by her anNieties
and humiliations. She slept that dream
less, yet mhealthful sleep which some
times come TO disturbed minds, and
seems TO leave them at morning in
worse condition than they were the night
before. She found her brother somewhat
refreshed by his slumbers, though his
little cheeks looked pale and wan. His
bright blue eyes had lost something of
thar l,Stor IL
anxiety that she noticed the change in
her brother. Poor little cripple, al
though clog to hold her down to
slavery and drudgery, she loved him.
oh, how dearly she. loved him! She
would enslavc herself, suffer all man.
per of insults for that deformed hov
who had been a cripple from infancy,
Are you going to stay here?" Pete
asked her after breakfast, as he was;
getting his pack ready,
Yes. Pete, can do no better" the,
girl said.
you've got hard row to hoe now,
or don't know picayunc calico when
see it.n
Il know it, answered Helen, her
head bowed in her hands; but God
will give me strength to endure it. and
poor little brother is not able to travel"
well. gal, when | was in Chicago,
met Warren Stuart and promised him
to kind q look after We. He didn't
imagine it would come to this. know.
Now, eff We ever need a frieRd I'm the
man for We to call on"
Il will not hesitate to inform YOU
when it is necessary for one to befriend
me-" said Helen, sadly. "No one,
however, can help me now. l must
earn my own way"
''Oh yes, know, know" said Pete.
Then, in an undertonc, he added:
Don't let 'em get any advantage o'yc,
or they'll give cotton for WOODEN film
every time, an We watch that gal. Miss
Halle. She's tiger cat, and mad rs
get out because We stole her beau
Helen hardly blushed ut this for she
felt too sad. She had made no effort to
capture the man on whom Miss Halle
had set her heart, and regarded her
victory as a calamity.
When Pete was gone and she alone,
she said: "Oh, why was | not born
hideous? Why am | so unfortunate.
Maggie was allowed weeks vaca-
ton to visit her friends in Newton, and
Helen allowed to take her place.
AT the end of that time I'll have
You good permanent place" said
Mrs. Arnold.
Helen was soon busy in the kitchen,
and her mind 50 engrosSed that she al
most forgot u part of her misery. Lit
tie Amos sat in large chair near the
kitchen stove, his little cheeks red
while he coughed Il dry. hacking cough.
Helen had wrapped her faded shawl
about his shoulders, and talked rs
cheerfully to him rs she could.
IL don't like this rs good rs / did at
Mr. Stuart's," said the little fellow.
there's no angels here, sister,
"You will come to like this better
when you are here longer, little
brother
Il don't think l will; there's no
angels here"
.There are no angels anywhere save
in Heaven said Helen, checrfully, as
she pinched the pie dough around the
edge of fresh-made pie.
But they were good enough there
for angels to come to me in my sleep,
sister; no angels will ever come to me
in my sleep here, the people are too
bad"
you must not talk too much, little
brother; you are not well, for you took
cold in the rain yesterday"
Eyes, but don t mind me, sister, don't
mind me-, said the patient boy.
At this moment Helen heard the
rough voice of Mr.. Arnold in the hall.
Halle, if you are going with me to
town to-day, | want you to hurry up"
he said.
Il will be ready soon, father"
What makes you SO longP'
II can't find one of my bracelets"
lis your bracelet gone. Halle P"
The last voice was that of her mother,
who was just entering from the hall.
Yes" cried the vexed Halle.
"Where is it ?"
II don't know; / laid it here last
night"
Where ?'
Right here on my dressing case
yes, that's 50, father" said Mrs.
Arnold to Mr. Arnold, who stood at
the door, whip in hand, ready to go.
There was a frown on his florid,
freckled face, and the red or roam col
ored beard on his chin stuck out
straight. 1t was a common remark
that Judge Arnold carried his chin as
high in the air as his wife did her nose.